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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397384" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Ducktail Called Stan</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a man they called Stan the ducktail, <br>a well build biker with very long hair, <br>his real name could have been Sam <br>or Dick or Dirk<br>no one really still knows<br>but he carried chains<br>and knuckle-dusters<br>that he used as fighting tools<br>(and sometimes his bare fists did the thing) <br>whenever a game of cards, pool, snooker<br>or even darts did not go straight<br>he took a swing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and rumour had it that he had even<br>knocked some cops through shop windows, <br>had send them straight to hospital<br>he was a hippie in the time<br>that free love and marijuana <br>was in some circles acceptable</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and this bloke had many friends, <br>a gang full of them<br>that used to party with him<br>with chicks near Brakpan dam<br>drinking champagne, beer and cane, <br>or whatever liquor <br>they could lay their hands on</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and to all the schoolboys Stan<br>was the man, the archetype<br>of what they wanted to become<br>what they used to call: <br>“a mean fighting machine, ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and some parents did not want them<br>to associate with what they called<br>ducktail scum, even went as far<br>as warning the kids in the Sunday school<br>against Stan, hippies and ducktails in general<br>and to live a honest respectable life<br>and held a prayer meeting<br>where they begged God to intervene<br>in the life of Stan<br>and to this day they believe that He did</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and one day just to have some fun<br>Stan was breaking shop windows<br>in the main street, waiting on the police<br>to come and meet him<br>with drawn batons and fists<br>and the big well build expected six <br>were hanging back<br>and a young lean cop walked right up to him, <br>tried to make an arrest<br>and the rest is history.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stan smiled at the young man<br>lifted his huge right fist, <br>but it went right over the cop’s head<br>and he got one hell of a punch<br>on his own jaw instead, <br>was knocked right from his feet, <br>landed unconscious in the street, <br>waked up cuffed in a police cell<br>and it was totally beyond him<br>that a small lean policeman<br>had given him a beating</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and it was the last trouble<br>that the town, the police and people<br>in the local hotels and bars<br>ever had with Stan<br>and what had become of him<br>no one knows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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a well build biker with very long hair, 
his real name could have been Sam 
or Dick or Dirk
no one really still knows
but he carried chains
and knuckle-dusters
that he used as fighting tools
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